Type-Moon, the Path of a Magician

Regardless of the future of the Einzbern family or his own path—

At this moment, everything is in each other's hands.

Chapter 74: First Meeting with Lanis (Monthly Ticket Plus)

The Magician's Association, as the name suggests, is a mysterious organization composed of a group of magicians who treat magic as a subject and study magic and explore the ways of magic.

The special department that makes up the Magic Association is divided into three organizations.

The first is the Atlas Institute located under the Atlas Mountains in Egypt. It is the holy temple of alchemists, and countless legendary magic costumes that violate the common sense of the times and transcend the common sense of magic have been created here. Even the ancestor of the Dead Apostles, Wallachia Night, was an outstanding alchemist of the Atlas Institute when he was still a human.

The second is the huge mountain range wandering in the North Atlantic Ocean, the Wandering Sea Botandes. That area is a land beyond the real world, and it mainly studies magic of the Age of Gods and deeper mysteries and taboos. Nero Chaos, the ancestor of the Dead Apostles, is also a magician from the original Nordic association "Wandering Sea".

The third place was where he was going, the Clock Tower, the highest school for magicians in London.

The original intention of establishing the Magic Association was because magicians were afraid that the mystery would leak out to outsiders and gradually become popular and widely recognized common sense, so that the mystery would no longer be a mystery, and there would be no "power" left.

Then they will also cut off the hope of reaching the root and tracing the path to the root.

Therefore, regardless of nationality or school, a special group of magicians who pursue their roots are formed, advocating cooperation, exchange and mutual support (of course, only in name). Discrimination and disputes among them have never stopped.

The original purpose of the Magic Association was to manage, conceal, and develop magic. It had armed forces to protect itself from threats (the church, magic groups other than itself, strange beings that punish people who violated taboos, and the dead apostles), and it had research institutions and qualifications to further develop (or decline) magic, and it enacted laws to suppress magic crimes.

Unlike the first two parts which are hidden deep in the world, the third part of the Magic Association, the Clock Tower, is called the gate to the mysterious world and is open to all magicians.

The headquarters of the Clock Tower is located in the suburbs of London, England. There are eleven different disciplines in it. It can be called the highest institution of learning in the magic world. It was regarded as an important center of the magic world in the Golden Age. Its influence can cover nearly 80% of the magic forces in Western Europe.

Apart from some mysteries hidden deep in the world, most magicians in Western Europe choose to join the Clock Tower for further study, while East Asia has its own system and mysterious rules. That is, the Clock Tower does not recognize the mysteries of local customs (the so-called "spells", "alchemy", "exorcism") as knowledge and therefore despises them.

But that is only the understanding of the incompetent and shallow. Any knowledgeable magician knows that it is just another special magic system different from that in Western Europe.

The transcendence and immortality they pursue is what they call reaching the root.

This was only declared in order to stabilize the Clock Tower's position in the magic world.

In this academy, anyone who is a talented magician can come and study. The entrance exam is not difficult, as it only tests the person's magic aptitude and talent. However, this is only simple for magic families that have passed down the magic for many generations. For ordinary first-generation magicians or magicians who have just started the inheritance, it is still difficult to pass the test of the Clock Tower.

But if you have a recommendation letter written by a high-ranking official in the Clock Tower, such as a Lord, then it is a different story. Then you can directly enter and study there without passing any exams.

——Clock Tower.

Although this place is called an academy, it is by no means safe and stable. After all, most so-called magicians are people who do what they want and have no moral values. Some extreme ones even despise humans and do not consider themselves as human beings. It is simply a dream to expect these guys to follow the established rules or human moral values ​​and live in peace.

The current time has already exceeded the time for the Clock Tower entrance examination.

However, Xia Yuan became a specially invited student who was exempted from the entrance exam to the Clock Tower because he had a letter of recommendation from the Lord of the Clock Tower's Ore Subject, Kenneth El-Melloi Archipelago. He was also qualified to bring a follower into the Clock Tower to study together.

But this qualification means nothing to him.

The mysterious world here is actually not beautiful, and no one wants to fall into this quagmire.

At least in his eyes, there was no one around him who was suitable to enter this damn place.

……

……

After getting off the long-distance flight, Xia Yuan ended his air journey that lasted more than ten hours.

After staying at the Einzbern residence for about three months and obtaining the knowledge he wanted, he boarded a flight to London to visit the Clock Tower.

Setting foot on London, the land that gave birth to magic, Xia Yuan looked at the time on his watch, then opened the envelope and followed the route planned on it to find his pick-up person.

Following the route indicated above, he quickly crossed the airport and came to a blue telephone booth near the airport.

However, there was no sign of anyone picking him up here, which made him a little confused.

It was clearly agreed in advance that someone would pick us up at the airport.

However, as a newcomer, he inevitably found it difficult to understand the complicated map of London. Perhaps he had gone to the wrong place.

So, Xia Yuan called Kenneth again and asked him to help arrange the airport pick-up.

"Found it. It's this number."

After looking through the address book on his phone, Xia Yuan called Kenneth.

"Ding Ding Ding-"

There was a simple phone ring, and then the call was quickly answered by the person on the other end.

"Hello, this is El-Melloi Archibald, who are you looking for?"

After the call was connected, a girl's voice came from the other end, and she spoke fluent English.

Although he was a little unfamiliar with the English, Xia Yuan still answered her seriously in English.

"I'm looking for teacher Kenneth El-Melloi Archibald."

"Teacher? So you are my uncle's student? But since you know this phone number, you should have a good personal relationship with my uncle. Wait a moment, I will hand him the phone right away."

The female voice on the other end of the phone responded.

"Well, this number, are you Xia Yuan?"

Kenneth's familiar and sharp voice soon came from the other end of the phone.

"It's me, Teacher Kenneth."

"Well... you're already in London. Pretty quick. What? Didn't you see that idiot Weber?"

The person who picked me up at the airport turned out to be Weber.

"No, I followed the map you gave me and walked all the way around the airport but didn't see him. Could it be that you told me the wrong flight?"

Wrong flight?

"..."

Kenneth glanced at the clock, then turned to look at the calendar.

The date did seem to be wrong. I had scheduled the boy's work schedule too tightly, and even missed the time to pick him up at the airport.

But how could I possibly tell others about such a low-level mistake as missing my flight?

Just put all the blame on Weber.

"Forget it, wait for a while at the airport, I'll send someone to pick you up."

"Excuse me, I'll send you my current location right away."

After walking for a while with the suitcase, Xia Yuan sat down next to a roadside telephone booth, waiting for the person who would pick him up.

It didn't take long.

Xia Yuan saw a blonde girl walk out of a luxury black sedan that stopped at the roadside? No, she should be called a young girl. He couldn't help but raise his eyelids. He knew the person who was in charge of picking him up at the airport.

Lanis.

Weber's adopted sister, of course that is in accordance with the correct historical development.

Now, she should still maintain a strange relationship with Kenneth, being both step-siblings and uncle and nephew.

"Hello, are you Mr. Xia Yuan who just contacted me?"

Looking at Lanis who was walking towards him with a smile on her face, Xia Yuan stood up and nodded, took out Kenneth's recommendation letter from his pocket and handed it to her, saying politely: "Yes, I am Kenneth's new disciple who was accepted in Fuyuki City not long ago."

"Oh, he's a disciple? Not a student?" Lanis was stunned when she heard that.

You have to know that magicians attach great importance to inheritance, and the meanings of the two words "disciple" and "student" are very different.

Students, any magician who has attended Kenneth's lectures can be called Kenneth's students. But disciples must undergo the master-disciple etiquette and be recognized by Kenneth, and be qualified to continue Kenneth's path of magic and pursue the roots in the future.

As far as she knew, Uncle Kenneth had never formally accepted any disciples. The only relatively close one, Weber Wilster, was only a student and not formally accepted as a disciple. The young man in front of her was actually recognized by her uncle who had very high vision.

This made her feel surprised.

"Okay, excuse me, my name is Lanis El-Melloi Archizolti. You can just call me Lanis." Lanis introduced herself very politely.

"Okay, little sister Lanis?" Xia Yuan said tentatively.

Although it was a bit awkward to address her like this, he was still quite resistant to calling a little girl of around six or seven years old "Miss".

"Ah? Well, you can call me whatever you like."

"Please get in the car. I will take you to the Clock Tower."

Lanis pointed to the black car parked behind her and made a polite gesture of invitation to Xia Yuan.

"Good work."

The car started and drove towards the clock tower.

The space in the black car was larger and more luxurious than expected. At least Xia Yuan had never sat in such a car before.

The space inside the car is large and luxurious, and it is full of luxury everywhere.

Because Kenneth returned alive from Fuyuki City, the El-Melloi family did not decline as it would normally have done, and is still a powerful family in the magic world.

Lanis poured a cup of tea for Xia Yuan, smiled at him politely, and then asked, "Speaking of which, how did Mr. Xia Yuan get to know my uncle and become his disciple?"

"Because my uncle is a genius, his vision is very high. Since he has chosen you, I believe you must also have great talent."

"You're too kind. My meeting with Kenneth's teacher was just a coincidence."

Xia Yuan also smiled back and replied seriously: "I don't have outstanding talents like Teacher Kenneth. I can only get to this point now with the favor of the goddess of fate and the help of my partners. This is nothing to brag about."

Well, you are very low-key. Don’t you have the arrogance of a genius?

Xia Yuan, who was favored by his uncle with a very high vision and accepted as a disciple, claimed that he was just an ordinary person with good luck. Of course, Lanis would not believe such a thing.

If he was really mediocre, how could Kenneth care about him so much.

However, through the brief conversation just now, she had a general understanding of the character of her uncle's disciple.

Humble, not arrogant, and has a normal temper.

Too normal to look like a magician, but indeed like an ordinary person.

But is this his true face or just a disguise? Lanis is curious.

"You must be joking. Luck alone won't get you the approval of Lord El-Melloi."

Lanis continued to inquire: "Where did you study magic before, Lord Xia Yuan? How many generations has magic been passed down to you?"

"I'm sorry, I haven't been exposed to magic before."

Xia Yuan smiled bitterly and replied, "So I don't have the family's heritage and bloodline to pass down magic. I'm just a first-generation magician."

This time it was Lanis' turn to be surprised.

"The first generation magician?! Does that mean you have just entered the world of magic?"

"Well, my journey to the path of magic only started half a year ago."

The first generation magician, this answer shocked Lanis.

Magicians are created through the accumulation of bloodlines and knowledge from generation to generation. The founders of most magician families are just ordinary scholars.

They passed their research results to their descendants through magic seals, and the descendants continued to pass them on after studying them. Bloodline also has an impact on learning magic. If the father is an excellent magician, the children born during his peak period must be more suitable for learning magic than himself. In this way, each generation is stronger than the previous one. In other words, the longer the history of the magic family, the higher its magic attainments and inheritance. Each magic family has its own unique family magic. This is how the current magic nobles exist.

He was able to gain recognition from his uncle as the first generation magician and become his official disciple in such a short time.

So how terrifying is the talent of this young man in front of us?

This is probably another magic wizard who is no weaker than Kenneth El-Melloi Archibald.

The first generation magician, the apprentice, the El-Melloi family... So that's how it is.

Lanis probably had guessed what Kenneth was going to do.

"It doesn't matter, Mr. Xia Yuan. To be chosen by your uncle, you must have qualifications beyond imagination."

Lanis smiled slightly and expressed her wishes to Xia Yuan.

"I believe that the path of magic you created will surely go further and further with the continuous inheritance of blood and the accumulation of generations, and finally achieve the goal of reaching the root."

"Reaching the source..."

Actually, there is no need for that anymore.

I've already been in it.

Xia Yuan didn't say much, but nodded slightly, and also expressed his gratitude to Lanis: "Thank you for your good words, Sister Lanis. I hope you can get to the root one day."

"I share the same wish."